A few minutes after Markris walked into his office for the second time that day, the door pushed open, and Jorginho stepped in. He raised his head to see who the intruder was and hissed when he saw that stupid grin he knew only meant there was some silly news to break.

"I'm not in the mood Jorge." He rolled up his sleeves, staring blankly at his computer screen.

"Why?" Jorginho shifted the seat across from him and settled in. He placed the files he was holding on the table and crossed his legs. "I thought the whole issue had been resolved? Hermes said Ariana called and apologized. The IT...